Chapter 733

Red Sabre Qi swept out, just like nine hell.

"You inherited the blood of the heavenly ghost family. It really brought you endless benefits. If not, you wouldn't have the strength you have today. It's a pity that you wasted it."

Looking at the red sword Qi sweeping in, the ghost ghost ghost glanced at the ghost emperor. There were jealousy and sarcasm in his tone. When he was understatement, the long sword held in his chest trembled and a sharp sword Qi shot out.

"Sonorous..."

Knife Qi and sword Qi confront each other in the air, and there is a crisp and harsh impact sound. Finally, their Qi strength is exhausted and offset each other.

"The ghost ghost will be handed over to us. If the ghost appears, I hope you can help."

Silently glanced at mu Qingxiao hiding in the void. The heavenly ghost emperor stepped forward and stood with a knife. The knife intention rushed into the sky, and the killing intention surged in his sharp eyes.

"Ghost ghost, I'll say the first word to you. I promise you, it will drive you out of your wits. There will be no reincarnation forever!"

"It's interesting. If the heavenly ghost emperor falls into the Yin cold region, it must be able to frighten other ghost kings? The Yin cold region can expand outward when my brother leaves the pass."

The ghost's dark eyes burst out a touch of light, holding the nether sword, and his voice was cold and hoarse: "since you insist on dying, go to die."

No more words, a mysterious grain appeared on the forehead of the heavenly ghost emperor, which was similar to the pupil. The long knife trembled and the body swayed, and the terrible smell shrouded the ghost ghost in it.

"Although the intention of the sword is strong, your cultivation is backward after all. What you rely on is only blood!"

While the ghost was talking, the Youming long sword came out of its sheath, and the black light suddenly appeared like a ghost. Through the red long knife, it instantly attacked the throat of the ghost emperor!

This sword seems to span space. It's very strange and difficult to capture the track!

"Hiss..."

The ghost's eyes were frozen, a sneer was in his mouth, and the scarlet blood dripped from the Youming sword.

"It deserves to be called the ghost sword. It's so strange and fast."

The heavenly ghost emperor still stood in the sky with a knife, looked at the ghost ghost opposite, muttered to himself, and there was a half foot wound in his throat.

If the nether sword stabbed one point deeper just now, the heavenly ghost emperor would be badly hurt.

"It's strange that a sword can pierce your throat just now. It's really a strange ability. Is this the benefit of blood?"

As soon as the Yin Qi was shocked, the blood on the Youming sword was dispersed. The ghost ghost looked at the heavenly ghost emperor with great interest and said, "I can't stop killing the heavenly ghost emperor with noble blood."

"Hum, it depends on whether you have such ability."

Hiding in the void, mu Qingxiao flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Ghost Ming's sword just now was really good, strange and sharp. It instinctively pierced the throat of the heavenly ghost emperor, but at the critical moment, the sword tip somehow deviated from the track.

Glancing at the mysterious lines on the forehead of the heavenly ghost emperor, mu Qingxiao was thoughtful.

At this time, the figure of the heavenly ghost emperor flashed, and his burly body crossed the space and swept out with a knife: "heaven and earth!"

The ghost ghost didn't dare to neglect. He picked up the sword and fell down. At that moment, he welcomed it. The light of the sword flowed, the sword edge whispered, and the two black shadows hit each other in an instant.

"Hum ~ Ding..."

The sound of countless swords hitting each other came from the two residual shadows. The speed really reached as fast as lightning. The space would fluctuate slightly where they passed.

Fortunately, mu Qingxiao has already laid a space boundary. The descendants of the ghost family in the city of forgetting Sichuan don't know that the two ghost kings are fighting here.

At this time, the heavenly ghost emperor and the ghost ghost ghost have fought more than a hundred moves. They seem to be between Bozhong and no one can do anything.

The sword of the heavenly ghost emperor is open and closed. It is unmatched. It has an imperial momentum everywhere. The moves of the ghost Ming are strange and unpredictable. It is definitely a difficult opponent.

The heavenly ghost emperor can't make another knife. Each knife carries the power of terror, as if to split the heaven and earth. The meaning of the knife silently envelops this space.

"Poof... I underestimated you."

Holding the long sword, the ghost ghost spewed out a mouthful of dark purple blood from his mouth. His face was iron blue and ugly to the extreme.

I thought I could easily kill the heavenly ghost emperor, but when I fought hundreds of moves, I not only didn't hurt each other, but I was black and blue, which was a big surprise.

"How on earth did you do it?"

"Hum!"

With a cold hum, the heavenly ghost emperor completely ignored the ghost ghost, his clothes fluttered, and his sword intention rushed into the sky, as if the whole person had turned into a magic knife, which was more powerful than before.

"Man and sword are one, man and sword are one."

Mu Qingxiao was surprised. He didn't expect that the heavenly ghost emperor had such a deep state of using the sword. Ghost Ming didn't have a bad understanding of kendo.

In an instant, the ghost's face became ferocious, the long sword was slightly raised, and one of the ghosts in his eyes was thicker. Along the long sword, a frightening sword idea enveloped him.

"Huangquan sword!"

If there were hundreds of moves in the previous war, both were testing each other, then this move was definitely aimed at the other's life.

"Death spreads, strange sword."

Mu Qingxiao's perception of Kendo is far above the ghost world. At a glance, he can see the spread of death in this move. Only the ghost world has such a strange sword move.

The sword and the sword collided, and two distinct forces rubbed violently. The terrible pressure filled the whole space. The world became more dark and dark, as if there was no color.

Feeling the death on the ghost ghost long sword, the ghost emperor was shocked, and the sword move was not found, but he had guessed the horror of the latter sword and seized the vitality of heaven and earth

The heavenly ghost emperor can't avoid. His whole body has been locked. Suddenly, in this space, the Youming sword turns into a black line and shoots at the heavenly ghost emperor.

In the void, mu Qingxiao's face is indifferent. If the heavenly ghost emperor can't take the sword, his plan needs to be changed.

At this time, the ghost emperor's heart was blank. He could not avoid it. He had felt the dark sword stabbing at the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the blue lines on the forehead of the heavenly ghost emperor have turned red, and his eyes are scarlet, like a devil.

"Demon palm world!"

The scarlet long sword, like a runaway wild horse, turned into red and swept out. The ghost sword in the ghost's hand changed the color of heaven and earth. At the moment when the space solidified, a black sword passed by!

The knife collided with the sword, and then the whole space was one su. The positions of the two people who had stood quietly in place had changed.

In front of the heavenly ghost emperor's chest, a very deep sword scar suddenly appeared, and blood flowed from the wound.

The sneer on the ghost's face solidified in an instant. The Youming sword fell from the air. The red and black pupils were full of disbelief, which was finally replaced by despair and unwillingness.

Mu Qingxiao, who was hiding and in the void, appeared with no waves in his eyes and said, "unfortunately, having blood is the dominant party after all."

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